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The Alpha lives for the hunt…Driven by instinct, an Alpha shifter recognizes his fated mate from onescent, one touch. He’ll pursue his mate, regardless of the cost, and anyoneelse would be smart to get out of his way. He won’t stop until he takespossession of his prize.

Although the hunter doesn’t need convincing, his mate certainly does. TheAlpha will have to prove himself as a lover and convince his mate that heplays for keeps.

Dark Captive is an exclusive collection of dark erotic romance stories featuring alpha men with fierce sexual appetites. They’ll stop at nothing to get what they want. And they have their sights on one man. Possessive and bold, these heroes give their conquests exactly what they crave—to be taken … to be owned. Any resistance offered will be tested, but in the end love rules.

Kidnapping, abduction, and sexual slavery are just a few of the titillating taboo themes in this hand-picked manlove anthology.

Uninvited Love by L.J. Longo

Sal Hughes, a college student who’s
“between homes”, just wants enough cash to buy a pack of cigarettes and a latte. When he goes under the overpass to earn some quick cash, he knows where to draw the line to avoid getting pulled back into the dangerous bad habits of his youth spent in poverty.

Until he meets Vade Chadrah. The
businessman’s raw sex-appeal and aggression tempt Sal to break his own rules and just being close to Vade threatens Sal’s hard-earned independence. When he tries to walk away, Vade takes control in ways Sal never expected.

Now if Sal can’t escape, he’ll lose himself completely in the other man’s desire.

Excerpt:

To Vade, the men on the dance floor looked half-dressed. Later they would be undressed with each other. Mouths that laughed and spoke now would kiss and suck. Hands that barely brushed would boldly stroke. Bulges leashed in tight jeans waited to be sheathed in flesh.

His angel brought light and life to the darkness as he swayed. Then another man, a college boy, wearing the Fitch logo like a branded man, brushed against his angel. The boy was close enough to kiss the angel’s cheek, but instead, he wandered off with a phone in his hand. His opportunity squandered.

Vade downed his second bourbon. The roar of the alcohol burned down his throat and lit a fire in his cock. Fortified, he strode into the mob. Dancing was expected.

Eyes flitted up as he passed, but Vade honed in on his angel. Angry because he was afraid. Aggressive because he was angry.

“I find your partner lacking. He’s unfinished, immature, and unworthy of you.” Vade put his hands on the angel’s waist and swayed behind him an imitation of the couples surrounding him and he hoped a preview of what they would do later.

The angel jolted to find someone pressed so close. His wide-eyed fear hardened immediately into a haughty smirk.

“Yeah, but he’s sweet,” the angel replied. “And he talks like a normal person, Vade.”

“Is it presumptuous to assume I can beat his price and steal you?”

“He wouldn’t be hard to beat. He’s not paying. He’s a friend. Do you have those, Vade? You go to night clubs and dance with them.” Salvatore demonstrated, lifting his arms and swaying back into
Vade.

“Will your friend understand if you slip away?” Vade slid his hands slowly up the angel’s sides and rubbed the hardness of his cock against his body. The technical term was frottage and he’d go mad
soon.

“You gonna ask me to go home with you again?”

“I don’t think you appreciate what I plan to do when I take you home.” Vade dared to touch his lips against Salvatore’s neck. His angel smelled musky and sweet. His fingers grazed under Salvatore’s shirt and found hot skin.

“Tell me.” Salvatore slithered with the melody, the snake charming the man.

“I will worship, angel. I will kiss and touch and experience every inch of this lovely olive skin.” Vade thrilled with desire and victory. His hand slipped higher, delighted in hot smooth skin. His right dipped precariously low and gently squeezed Salvatore’s crotch. “I will
conquer.”

Salvatore took Vade’s hands, but lost the will to pry him away. “I… I don’t—”

Vade would not beg. He jerked his angel around and kissed him hard. Salvatore opened his mouth and returned the kiss, a heady molestation of sweet lips and talented tongue.

Please hung in Vade’s mind, when he broke the kiss. His lips
brushed over Salvatore’s forehead. “Will you come home with me?”

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